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thirty four.

taehyung's pov

it was saturday when i decided to go over to jimin's house. he hadn't been answering my texts or calls since that day at school.

i was worried that something was wrong with him.

when i knocked on his door, i saw a motion of the window curtains. jimin's mother had a tendency to peak out when someone knocked on their door.

jimin and i used to laugh when we saw her do it, finding it funny the way she slowly lurked.

the door opened shortly after, her face coming into view.

"good morning mrs.park! is jimin home?"

"good morning sweetheart! im afraid not, he left with his father to work." she replied.

she was lying. jimin's father was only allowed to take him once a month. he had already gone last week.

but nonetheless, i smiled and bid my goodbyes.

when i reached the third house down, i turned back, noticing that his bedroom window was open, wind blowing the curtains wildly.

he was home.